...you carried around in your back pocket all through high school and college hoping to attract members of the opposite sex with your high literary sensibilities?
Mine was "Notes from Underground" by Dostoyevski (sp?). Never did finish it. But I met a lot of pseudo intellectual girls. So what, I was a pseudo intellectual too.
Mine was "Notes from Underground" by Dostoyevski (sp?). Never did finish it. But I met a lot of pseudo intellectual girls. So what, I was a pseudo intellectual too.